My husband's poetry

Category: nature

  • Dandelions and ragweed

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    On the way to Florence the highway department erects ten foot walls to protect empty fields from highway noise. In a low income neighborhood all night long you hear semi’s roar on the interstate. Rich developers’ fields grow straighter and taller in a quiet environment and dandelions and ragweed votes count. 11-4-22

  • Chador

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    for the women of Iran and everywhere women are oppressed ‘Chador’ Autumn foliage reminds us summer wears a green chador hides so much that lies within in fading light beauty is revealed 10-27-22

  • Tanka about raking leaves during Fall elections

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    occasionally a dead leaf falls on your pile don’t applaud too loud it’s only a random act and will never be the norm 10-26-22

  • Raking leaves during Fall elections

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    a tanka about raking leaves during fall elections: occasionally a dead leaf falls on your pile don’t applaud too loud it’s only a random act and will never be the norm 10-26-22

  • Autumn haiku 2022

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    inhale Autumn air warm it in your lungs – exhale life tinged vapor clouds 10-23-22 —————————————– (image won’t load)

  • Walk inside the warm

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    Last night you woke to the sound of northern winds in southern pines, the furnace chugging dollar bills and barfing BTU’s in the hall, while a dog howled two doors down to be let back inside. You had been dreaming you were chosen to shoot a basketball – something about winning money for a homeless…

  • early autumn morning

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    standing half in half out the door left foot on kitchen floor right foot on concrete porch cool morning on face bright daylight dazzles eyes 10-8-22

  • Wood Priest

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    09/29 – meditation morning walk before hurricane storms Carolina shore: temperature drops tree tops talk nervously speak only of summer distant storm unmentioned like soldiers before battle some won’t make it you look around try to remember how they laughed before the storm 9-29-22

  • Waiting for Merlin’s call

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    The first day of Autumn doesn’t seem that much different from the last day of Summer, but you can’t stop thinking of aging and the miracles of ancient beliefs You wait for the alchemy of a warlock’s call telling you a negative is a positive and a wonderful excuse for a celebratory feast at an…

  • Battle of the Equinox

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    The pond grows strangely quiet, Geese and goslings fled weeks ago, Cicadas no longer sing of love, Sated bullfrogs sleep in, Turtles are not sunning on the bank, Fish refuse to break the surface, The heron has gone hunting elsewhere. Autumn equinox arrives tomorrow, Draws depression’s curtain and Reminds us night will overwhelm the day.…